Cash BFD X C Nellz - Bang on Em

You don't really wanna
Play them games with a nigga
Ill cock back on em
And let it bang on em
You don't really wanna
Feel the flame from a nigga
You know ill bring that pain to a nigga
You don't really wanna
Play them games with a nigga
Ill cock back on em
And let it bang on em
You don't really wanna
The trey pound on me like KD from the 3
Nigga I claim king im lebroning in the league
You 2-3 zone im Malone on the key
Know a shooter keep shooting
When you roaming on the D
Full clip in smiffin nose pippen
For 33 long I aint all bull shitting
I buy a pound Wayne wade on the last case
I tie it down took a lane made a fast break
I cash chase and jag race and tag plates
I pass states in back seats with mad space
600's feds on us our pics wanted
We brick fronters coke cook as I fix hunnits
You know me nigga grams slung my only pitcher
Hit homie sister every nigga that's phony wit ya
You phony nigga acting like you my homie nigga
Go blow me nigga 8's on me like Kobe nigga
Ski rack light change my range on em
I hit ya tee with the Mac nigga I bang on em
Nellzzzzzz
I know you more worried today
The splash brothers is back
Mother fucking curry and clay
You don't really wanna
Play them games with a nigga
Ill cock back on em
And let it bang on em
You don't really wanna
Feel that flame from a nigga
You know ill bring that pain to a nigga
You don't really wanna
Play them games with a nigga
Ill cock back on em
And let it bang on em
You don't really wanna
Method man I came to bring the pain on em
Get em wet up quick
Ill let it rain on em
He'll see blood it'll be a lot of stains on em
That you couldn't get out
If a nigga put gain on em
I got some wild niggas my nigga
And ima savage you'll be a vegetable
I put something up in ya cabbage
You want it you can have it
I stay with the automatic
Clip like a antenna
For niggas that's wanting static
You got a issue with me
Im with the g's probably
Ill line you up my niggas better than Steve Harvey
And ill put 2k on ya head
I ain't playing games unless its 2k for the bread
That's a fact
you'll catch 2 up in ya hat
When I cock back on you
Ya medulla getting wrapped
So what you got a hammer
what you doing with the strap
You the type to get shot and won't shoot a nigga back
I got em calling me reckless cash
Cause ill shoot a nigga first and ask questions last nigga
Ayo Nellz this nigga said he got the strap
What he gone do with that
Besides make me mad
You don't really wanna
Play them games with a nigga
Ill cock back on em
And let it bang on em
You don't really wanna
Feel that flame from a nigga
You know ill bring that pain to a nigga
You don't really wanna
Play them games with a nigga
Ill cock back on em
And let it bang on em
You don't really wanna

Written by:
Curtis Little

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